I remember my mother from a far away place Dear gray mother, please wait for your son The son will return to let the water of love flow When spring starts, mother, please take care of yourself Winter nights are long, dream of me I will go to my mother at dawn I will miss my mother from afar My poor gray mother, please wait for your son As the nursing home approaches, my father comes I will go to my mother, your son, from far away Winter nights are long, dream of me At dawn, I will go to my mother I remember my mother on the streets of the city of development Dear mother, please wait for your son When the water of Tuul floods, the son will go away Try your best to bud the mountain trees. Winter nights are long, dream of me I will go to my mother at dawn Winter nights are long, dream of me I will go to my mother at dawn